The narration system of Wuxia Journey

Seeing that both of the Jian Zong were defeated by the Huashan Sect's juniors, there was really no excuse for their defeat. Lu Bai's face was gloomy and uncertain, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Cong Buqi stood there with a flickering look in his eyes. If he went on the field at this time, it would be fine if he won, and he could also win back a round; but if he lost, there would really be no excuse.

"I don't believe that all the disciples of Huashan Sect have this ability." Cong Buqi said in his heart, and then stood up and entered the field.

At this time, Feng Buping, who had been silent all the time, stretched out his hand and blocked his way: "No need, bullying the weak with the strong is not a gentleman's behavior, not to mention that we have already lost two rounds, and it is meaningless to fight again."

He didn't even look at Lu Bai's face, and directly clasped his fists and said: "Senior Brother Yue, Junior Sister Ning, we lost today, and from now on, the Jian Zong lineage will never go to Huashan again."

The three of them didn't even look at the others, and turned to leave.

………………

“Please stay, my three junior brothers. I have something to say.” Yue Buqun tried to persuade them to stay.

Looking at the three people’s eyes, Yue Buqun said, “Three junior brothers, what do you think of Chong’er and Lingshan’s swordsmanship?”

“Yue Buqun, you don’t have to humiliate others even if you win.” Cong Buqi said angrily.

Lu Bai showed a trace of gloating. Before he could provoke him, Yue Buqun waved his hand and said, “Junior brother Cong misunderstood. Not to mention Chong’er, even Lingshan, her swordsmanship is not inferior to ours.”

Seeing that the three people were silent, Yue Buqun smiled and said, “Three junior brothers, the swordsmanship of the Qi Sect disciples is not inferior to that of the Sword Sect, and the internal strength of the three junior brothers is not inferior to that of the Qi Sect. Sword Sect, Qi Sect, are they really that important?”

“What do you want to say, Senior Brother Yue?” Feng Buping frowned.

Yue Buqun said...

"I just want to ask one question, before the two ancestors Cai and Yue, could Huashan distinguish between sword and qi?"

"Not to mention then, even now, whether it is my disciples or the disciples of my three junior brothers, who is not practicing sword and qi? Is there anyone who only practices sword and not qi? Is there anyone who only practices qi and not sword?"

"Of course not," Feng Buping said, "but people always have preferences, some like to practice sword, some like to practice qi."

Yue Buqun didn't wait for him to finish, and said: "Huashan also has the Broken Jade Fist and the Hunyuan Palm, which are also liked by my junior brothers. Are they not Huashan disciples?"

"Of course they are." Feng Buping said subconsciously.

Yue Buqun sighed...

"That's it. We are all Huashan disciples. You like to practice sword, he likes to practice boxing, and some like strange arts, but who is not a Huashan disciple?"

"Back then, for a copy of the Sunflower Manual, everyone fought to the death. Yue asked, is it worth it just for a copy of the Sunflower Manual? Don't the ancestors regret it?"

"Yue just wants to ask, now there are two or three hundred formal disciples in my Huashan Sect, and countless newcomers. Who among these people is not practicing sword and qi?"

"The three junior brothers are still entangled in the dispute over sword and qi, and they are even bringing outsiders to see the joke."

He pointed in the direction of the ancestral hall and shouted angrily: "Three junior brothers, ask yourselves, are you bringing shame to the ancestors?"

"Uncle Feng is a senior in my sect, he has If you can put aside your prejudice and teach Chong'er martial arts, why are the three junior brothers still entangled in the dispute over sword energy? "

"Do you have to tear Huashan Sect into pieces, scatter the disciples, and let outsiders laugh at my Huashan Sect, before you are satisfied?"

Feng Buping's sallow face could not hide the shame and anger: "Of course not..."

Yue Buqun interrupted him again and said...

"Whether it is true or not, Junior Brother Feng should not tell me, but tell the ancestors, and tell the brothers who died in the internal fight."

"You three came to Huashan, first, you didn't worship the ancestors, and second, you didn't respect your brothers. You wanted to leave after the fight. Do you still think you are Huashan disciples?"

Feng Buping and the other two were ashamed and angry. This was indeed their poor performance. If it was spread in the martial arts world, it would not be too much to say that they were betraying their teachers and ancestors.

Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze exchanged glances, and Ning Zhongze took two steps forward and said, "Brother Feng, Brother Cheng, Brother Cong, the tablets of the ancestors of the Huashan sects have always been enshrined in the ancestral hall. If you are interested, please go and burn a stick of incense."

He made a gesture of invitation, and Linghu Chong clasped his fists and said, "Please, three uncles, burn incense for the ancestors."

The Huashan disciples around him all clasped their fists and said, "Please, three uncles, burn incense for the ancestors..."

For a while, the sound spread all over the field, and the echoes were everywhere.

………………

Seeing Ning Zhongze leading the way, Feng Buping and the other two followed to the ancestral hall on the back mountain of Huashan.

Yue Buqun, Linghu Chong and the Huashan disciples who came to watch all turned their eyes to Lu Bai and the other two.

The three people's scalps were numb because of the countless eyes. Even if one person chopped him with a sword, he could kill him, not to mention Yue Buqun, Linghu Chong and Yue LingshanSuch a first-class master.

"Senior Brother Yue, you..." Lu Bai said uneasily while enduring the murderous intent around him.

Yue Buqun waved his hand: "Senior Brother Lu, our Huashan Sect will not kill each other, unlike some people..."

After being insulted by Yue Buqun, the three people were helpless and dared not say anything, for fear that Old Yue would suddenly become shameless, and they really couldn't leave Huashan.

Yue Buqun ignored him and looked at the people from Hengshan Sect: "Junior Brother Lu, our Huashan Sect will go down the mountain soon to participate in Junior Brother Liu's retirement meeting. I will ask Senior Brother Mo about today's matter."

After that, he was too lazy to look at the three clowns: "Please tell Alliance Leader Zuo that our Huashan Sect has never distinguished between inside and outside, so that he doesn't have to judge others by his own villains. Please go!"

Under the attention of the Huashan Sect disciples, the three left in disgrace. Yue Buqun sighed and turned to walk towards the back mountain.

………………

Behind the white wall and green tiles on the left side of Jianqi Hall.

Yue Yuchen and an old man with a thin figure, gray hair and a face as white as gold paper stood there.

Since the beginning of the duel, the two appeared here quietly, until Yue Buqun's questioning voice came one after another, and the two listened indifferently.

Seeing that the disciples began to disperse, Yue Yuchen asked with his hands behind his back: "Uncle Feng, I don't know what my master said, what do you think?"

The old man was Feng Qingyang, the only remaining elder of Huashan Sect. Hearing this, he just chuckled and was too lazy to answer.

Yue Yuchen ignored him and said directly...

"Uncle Master Feng, I know you are still upset about being deceived to Jiangnan. But to be fair, since the war has already started, of course, we will do whatever it takes."

"You can think of them as hypocrites or say that they have no martial ethics. Anyway, no one wants to let the other live at that time."

"Now, all the ancestors have turned into bones. No one has escaped. Why should the living bother with the dead!"

"Uncle Master, if you are really angry, why don't you kill my master with a sword and become the head of the sect yourself? You live in seclusion in the back mountain, don't you also want to protect the inheritance of Huashan from extinction?"

"Uncle Master, as long as you are willing to give the order, I will tie up my master and his wife and go to the back mountain to serve you tea and admit my mistake."

Feng Qingyang glanced at the new Huashan Sect disciple with a complicated expression, flashing a trace of loneliness, a trace of relief, and a trace of shame and anger.

His figure flashed and disappeared from the spot, leaving only a faint sentence: "Let Linghu Chong meet me in the back mountain."

Yue Yuchen smiled slightly, knowing that this was a sure thing, and his figure turned and disappeared from the spot.